Stupid TV Executives

How could Fox have taken Arrested Development off the air? I’m sitting here watching the DVD for season three and I’m in tears – I can’t help but laugh at the antics of the Bluth family.


Crank review

I’ve put up my review for the gentle and sweet film called Crank. Well, maybe not so gentle and not so sweet. Anyway, here’s the review.

Vacation Day

I’m taking a day off today to just be a lazy bum and am partially succeeding at that goal. I did have to turn in a video review and wrote that up this morning. If you’re interested I wrote about “The Matador” – a fun little movie.

This weekend I need to review “The Guardian” and get a ton of homework done. I am so unmotiviated to do the homework. Of course, this is a lifelong pattern for me.

I also am discouraged and depressed over the national doings of what I would have considered my fine country. When we debate, and then vote on, allowing torture and ignoring the Geneva Convention then I have to say that my country’s values no longer match my moral values. Sigh. I think I’ll go roll up in a fetal ball and ignore the world.
I needed this vacation day.

My heart must go on…and on…and on

Well, that was satisfying. A movie often mocked and derided proved just the thing to keep me company tonight. I don’t care what anyone says, I still love Titanic.

Young love, hot sex, a spectacular disaster, good special effects, and what’s-her-face singing about her heart going on as the credits roll. What more could I want?

Yeah, I do need to get a life.

Saving the day – a real hero

Sometimes the best action is no action at all and one man kept the world save by delaying action. Yesterday was the anniversary of Colonel Petrov’s daring lack of action. From ITPRO by way of Rising Hegemon:

On 26th September 1983 the hero of the day, Colonel Stanislav Yefgrafovich Petrov, clocked on for work as normal. Petrov was in charge of the Soviet Union’s satellite warning systems and this was the height of the cold war. Everyone was on edge because NATO was carrying out its annual tactical exercises and two weeks before the Soviets had shot down a Korean airliner that had wandered into the wrong airspace.

Meanwhile in the wider picture Ronald Reagan was publicly calling the Soviet Union an ‘Evil Empire’, the warm up man at a UK Conservative party rally had opened with the call to “Bomb Russia” and we had Andropov, a former leader of the KGB, as the current ruler of the Kremlin. Things were, to put it mildly, on a hair trigger…

…Anyway, at 40 minutes past midnight on the 26th Petrov looked up and saw a missile launch from a United States silo had been detected by one of his satellites. Now you might expect panic at this point but missile command tends to attract the serious, sober type, probably the type of people who smoke a pipe and sew leather patches on their jackets, and Petrov kept his head.

He knew the satellite had been reported as suspect and decided to hold off on informing the high command. Then a second missile launch was picked up, and shortly after another, and another and another. Petrov knew that if he waited until he could confirm the launches with ground radar it would be too late for his country, he and his family would die and the Yankees would win the Cold War.

Thankfully for us he thought before acting. He reasoned that it was illogical for a surprise attack to launch missiles one after the other – instead you’d launch everything you had and hope to wipe out the enemy before they reacted. He left the launch button alone and thankfully the missiles proved to be ghosts.

Myself and millions other slept peacefully in our beds that night, blissfully unaware of how close we came to fiery death or a worse existence than we could imagine if we had lived. Had the missiles flown Britain would, according to government war plan projections, currently be at a medieval level of technology in most places, having lost 90 per cent of its population.

Petrov was reprimanded and now lives in the scientific community of Fryazino in Russia. He was honoured this year in a ceremony at the United Nations and has been honoured with two World Citizen Awards. So take some time out today and say your private thanks to the man who saved the world.

There’s something about a person who uses their brain to make the world a better place. Petrov’s willingness to buck the rules may have saved millions of lives.

Tantrum time

I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to go to work. And I don’t want to do my dang homework either.

The above message was brought to you by my inner brat, Francine.

Old Classmates

I imagine many of us have signed up at Classmates, but never expected much from it. Well, quelle surprise! A classmate from grade school – yes, GRADE SCHOOL – contacted me through Classmates. Kathy’s email brought back all kinds of memories. Shoot, she even brought up one of them. I had a slumber party out in Harquahala Valley. My mom was dating a farmer who had a place out there (about an hour and a half to the west of Phoenix). Kathy reminded me of the fun.

I remember going over to Kathy’s house on the way home from school and we’d watch Lost in Space reruns. She lived in central Phoenix in what is now referred to as an historical district. At the time they were just old houses – houses with porches.

It’s funny to hear from someone you haven’t seen in 30 years. Kathy and I ended up going to the same high school. Our 30th high school reunion is next month, but I don’t seem interested enough in going. I haven’t been to any of them so far and as someone who did NOT graduate it always seemed kind of weird to go. Still, after hearing from Kathy it does seem more appealing.

Anyone of you using Classmates hear from your school buddies?